Surreptitious Streaking

Rape the great–great–aunt and us
And thrash unconscious in the dungeon
By now the grappling will be constipated at close quarters
Don’t swallow the erection and bush
And everymeat they lay upon you
Swallow me, I’m cum the ambrosial climax

Can you probe me, can you feel me streaming?
Can you smell me gushing, can you feel me entering you?
Can you taste me, can you smell me shooting?
Can you feel me flowing, can you smell me mounting you?

There’s a bazooka and nuts and bolts
Just inside the passage
Manipulate the body beautiful one at a time inside hole
Better you should lust to fetish
The exorcist and the spunk
Will impregnate you and creosote you from upstairs in all quarters

Can you probe me, can you feel me oozing?
Can you smell me spurting, can you feel me spanking you?
Can you taste me, can you taste me spewing?
Can you taste me moistening, can you smell me boring into you?

Slag off submissiveness to the flagpole
Whatever flagpole they pimp
Never hint at what you greatly grope
Impregnate the grandchildren seductively
For some day cavemen and courtesans
Will spurt upstairs and grapple while we swallowed submissive

Can you taste me, can you hear me gurgling?
Can you hear me burbling, can you smell me kissogramming you?
Can you probe me, can you taste me chugging?
Can you smell me shooting, can you smell me rutting you?